The first day was the wildest, the weirdest, the most unexpected. Well, of course, not counting the last one, but we'll get to that later. Point is, when I signed on with the crew of the 65-foot, Bob Perry-designed sloop Icon last summer to sail the 2004 West Marine Pacific Cup from San Francisco to Hawaii, I wasn't sure what I was getting into. Sure, I harbored the usual Sailor Boy Island Fantasies, of deep blue water and billowing spinnakers, of flowered leis and tall mai tais. And all those visions did, in fact, come true. So it's safe to say that my dreams were well-founded. It was, as usual, reality that threw me for a loop.